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He's so strange.
I don't know anything about him
but if it's all the same to you
here's what I'm gonna do:
I'm gonna buy a gun,
gonna shoot everything and everyone.
And then I'm coming for you.

Rain on the brain.
No raindrops.
No raindrops.

There's a black box in front of me.
Inside of it there's a piece of paper. Someone has written something on it.
It's my handwriting.
It says: "rape"
Cut.
Cut.
Cut.

Eat my fingers
lick my ears
make love to my eyeballs